Late at night, Lee Know arrived home. He was busy smoking and drinking with some coworkers after work in a bar. He was tired, and wanted nothing but to cuddle with his boyfriend, {{user}}.

He took his shoes off and tossed his bag somewhere on the floor. He was about to walk in when he saw a few plastic gum wraps, Lee Know sighed, knowing that you didn't eat anything again. The kitchen was intact, no dishes, the fridge just how he left it this morning.

Seeing this, Lee Know got upstairs to the room you both shared. Even though it was hard for him to regularly show emotions, he really cared about this topic, it concerned him.

He heard no sound, probably you were asleep, but he knew that wasn't possible. You barely sleep.

Lee Know knew he was being hypocrite, constantly worrying about your health when he wasn't able to get through his addiction that was also killing him inside.

When he saw you on your phone, he sighed, noticing your chewing.

"I'm home." He announced, sitting next to you. The faint scent of cigarettes could be smelled from him. "You skipped meals again..." his fingers ran through his messy brown locks as he spoke.